Ruby's POV

The air was thick and humid when I awoke the next morning, curled in beside Danny in a cramped bunk on Asking Alexandria's tour bus. We'd been on the move since the early hours of the morning when it was still dark out, and it was only now that the bus finally pulled to a stop. I nudged Danny awake, and he grumbled as he opened his eyes.

"What?" he groaned.
"It's morning." I cooed. "Time to get up."
"Already?" he whined. "Fuck, it's humid in here."
"That's what happens when you share a tiny little bunk on a tour bus with someone after you've been drinking and partying all night." I laughed, making to slide out of bed.
"Wait-" he said, pulling me back into his embrace and kissing me softly.

I sighed into the kiss, enjoying the comfort it brought me in the absence of Brian. I'd struggled to fall asleep last night. All I could think about was the fact that Jimmy had lied to me about all the girls Brian had brought back to the bus last year on Warped Tour. And how, maybe, under different circumstances, I'd be laying in Brian's bunk right now instead.

"You okay?" Danny asked, sensing that I wasn't all there when he'd kissed me.
"Yeah." I sighed. "Just thinking..."
"Don't think too much." he chuckled. "You're on Warped Tour, it's no place for anything but fun and good music."
"Speaking of, I should probably get back to Avenged's tour bus, my stuff's on there, and I need a shower."
"You can borrow one of my shirts, take a shower on our bus."
"Thanks, but no thanks." I giggled. "Fuck knows what diseases might be in your shower, no offence-" I said, noticing the mock expression of hurt on Danny's face. "And besides, my toiletries are on our bus."
"Alright." he groaned, shifting as the both of us crawled out of the bunk.

I slowly made my way out to the front of their bus, where Demi was sitting. She greeted me with a massive smirk on her face, a sleeping Jimmy leaning on her shoulder.

"What're you so cheery about?"
"Something happened last night." she said. "Something huge."
"Ben's dick?" Danny laughed from behind me.
"Among other things." Demi replied.
"Wait, what?" I asked.
"We kinda, sorta, maybe had a threesome last night." Demi giggled. "But that's not what I'm getting at."
"Spill it, man." I demanded.
She held out her hand, where the very obvious green metal ring from a Heinekin bottle decorated her ring finger.
"Is that a fucking bottle ring?" I laughed.
"Yes." she snorted. "Jimmy and I got Engaged."
"With a bottle ring?"
"A ring's a ring." Danny defended.
"For real?" I asked. "Legit?"
"Legit." she nodded.
"Well fuck." I sighed, shaking my head as I grinned over the stupid, but downright "Typical Rev" way it'd happened. "Congrats."
"Thank you." she smiled warmly at Jimmy sleeping soundly beside her. "We're gonna start planning the Wedding when we get off tour."
"That'll be a wild one; Jimmy and Demi having a Wedding?" I laughed. "I'd be lying if I said I wasn't worried about the destruction that'd bring."
"A Wedding to Rival even that of Bam and Missy Margera." she sniggered.
"You've got some big shoes to fill, there."
"You'll be my Maid of Honor, right?" she asked.
"Of course." I smiled. "Wouldn't have it any other way."
"Glad to hear it."
"Anyways, I'm gonna get back to the other bus, freshen up for today." I said, gripping her shoulder. "But I'm happy for you, I hope it goes well." I nodded.
"Congratualations." Danny added, following after me as I left the bus.

It was still early, all the backstage crew were mainly standing around drinking coffee, smoking and chatting among themselves as we made our way back to Avenged Sevenfold's tour bus. The door was open, but otherwise the bus looked pretty quiet. I figured the guys must have still been asleep.

"Thanks for last night." I said, turning to Danny as I stood in the doorway.
"I'll see you later." Danny smiled, kissing my cheek.

I watched him go and climbed the stairs back into the tour bus. Brian appeared to be the only one home, sitting in the sofa by the window. He sniggered upon registering my presence, his lips curling into a mocking smirk.

"Might wanna get tested." he said. "You have no idea where that guy's been."
"Shut up, Brian." I scowled.
"Terrible taste." he scoffed.
"You think you're any better?" I defended. "Go fuck one of your groupie whores, god knows where they've been!"
"Don't act so jealous." he teased.
"Fuck you!" I spat, heading for the bunks.
Brian put his arm up in the doorway, blocking my path. "You wish." he smirked.
"You're disgusting." I growled. "I hope you get herpes."

His smirk only grew, and I could feel my face burning with anger. I pierced his eyes with my own, channeling all the rage I could muster. How dare he?; He could fuck whoever he wanted and never took responsibility for it. Yet, the moment I had a little fun of my own, I was suddenly a Slut, and he acted like a complete asshole.

"I hate you."
"Okay then." he laughed.
"You're despicable."
"Keep going." he challenged.
"Go fuck yourself!"

In an instant, his hands went to my neck and he yanked me towards him, biting my lip and shoving his tongue into my mouth. All sense left me and I gave in right away, kissing him hard, fighting against him for dominance. He pushed me into the wall of the walkway between the bunk area and the kitchen, and unzipped my jeans.

His brown eyes, already dark but darker with lust; burned into my own as he slid his hand into my panties and began to rub my clit. Soft, breathy moans escaped from my lips as I felt myself grow warm at his touch. His fingers slid lower, gliding along my already wet entrance.

"Goddamn." he hissed.

His hand withdrew from my panties as he lifted me; one hand under each thigh, and carried me to the back of the bus where the couches sat around the flat screen. He all but tore my shirt off and I wasted no time in removing his and undoing his belt. He pushed me, and I fell onto one of the couches.

He came down to his knees in front of me, running a hand down my stomach as I exhaled deeply over the feeling of his calloused fingers against my bare skin. He flipped me over, and I rested on my elbows as he slid my jeans and panties off in one go. I felt Brian's tongue against my lower back, making me roll my eyes back into my head as the sensation sent fierce tingles all the way through my body.

"This is honestly the most beautiful fucking thing I've ever seen." he growled, stroking my Deathbat tattoo. His fingers spread out across my ass and grabbed it in a firm grip, and I bit my lip. "And I've missed this, too..."

I moaned softly as his fingers slipped between my legs, running along my entrance, teasing me, but not penetrating me, and making me gasp a shuddering breath as he gently stroked my clit in slow circles. He replaced his fingers with his mouth, his tongue flicking over my clit, making me cry out with pleasure. He drew away, and then I felt his shaft glide between my legs, teasing at my entrance. Once again, he teased my clit, rubbing the head of his cock against me; slow and tauntingly.

"Fuck me." I whimpered.
"Say my name." he demanded, and I knew exactly what he meant.
"Fuck me, Synyster Gates." I moaned, squirming as his teasing started to become too much to handle.

He slid into me, and I cried out, grasping at the back of the couch as he pounded into me. He grabbed my wrists and held them together against my back, and I bit my lip and closed my eyes, relishing in how amazing he felt inside of me again after so long. Danny had felt great, but Brian felt incredible. He had a few inches up on Danny, too, which helped considerably. His fingers buried themselves in my hair, twisting it in his hand and yanking my body closer to his.

"Fuck." I croaked.
"Still think I'm disgusting?" he growled.
"You're vile." I challenged him.
"Maybe." His hand wrapped around my throat, squeezing hard. "But you and I both know I'm the only one who can fuck you the way you really wanna be fucked." he hissed in my ear, grabbing the back of my neck and forcing me back down into the couch.

His nails dragged down my back, leaving it stinging as he tore through my skin. He grabbed my hips in a painful grip, slamming himself into me harder and making me scream. I felt my pleasure building, and tightened myself around him, rolling back to meet his every thrust. I felt him stiffen inside of me, and he groaned loudly as he came. I clenched hard around him, my own pleasure exploding.

"SYN!" I cried, tears leaking from the corner of my eyes.

He kept going until he had nothing left to give, and I was so overwhelmed by how good he made me feel that I could do nothing but rest my cheek against the couch and moan loudly. He eventually began to soften, and pulled himself out of me.

"God..." I sighed.
"That's what I fucking thought." I heard him say from behind me,and he suddenly spanked me; "I'm the only one who can make you feel that good."
"You're still an asshole." I breathed.
He spanked me again. "You'll be back for more."

I turned to see him zipping up his jeans and watched him place a cigarette between his lips. And then he walked out of the room, leaving me on my own. Naked and spent...

***

Brian's POV

Despite the humidity of the Salt Lake City morning, the sky was overcast. A thick cloud of smoke from my cigarette obscured my vision as I looked out over the parking lot. We were due onstage in a few hours and I was running on overdrive. I hadn't slept all night. After the argument on the tour bus, pretty much everyone - including Becky and Cassie, had cleared out. So much the better, I'd lost interest in them after seeing the look on Ruby's face when she found out the truth; that I hadn't been unfaithful on tour last year.

I had loved Jenna. I'd loved her more than anything. She'd brought out a side of me I'd never shown anyone. She broke down my walls and made me want to be a better person. I wasn't Synyster Gates when I was with her, I was just Brian Haner. She was the only girl I had ever pictured myself building a life with, growing old with. So despite all the gorgeous women throwing themselves at me last year, I'd remained faithful. Until she went ahead and destroyed the picture perfect image I had of her by doing the exact opposite.

"Hey." Ruby's voice sounded from beside me.
"Hey." I replied, taking another drag from my smoke.
"So are we gonna talk about what happened back there?"
"What's there to talk about?" I answered, flicking ash onto the gravel.
"It's clear we have unfinished business."
"So what if we do?" I sighed, turning to face her. "We tried, it didn't work."
"Maybe we didn't try hard enough?" she mused; a hopeful glint in her eyes.
"Are you kidding me?" I scoffed. "Look at me, Ruby."
She pouted and folded her arms, and dammit, even like that, she still looked cute as heck.
"I'm a fucking screw up." I grumbled, puffing on my cigarette once more. "Apart from Guitar, screwing up is about the only thing I'm good at."
"You're better than you think, Brian."
"Look how easy it was for me to fuck up!" I cried, throwing my arms up to eccentuate my point. "Jimmy told you about New York, we had one fight, and I sank my dick into April."
"You were upset." she frowned. "I mean, you still hurt me, but I get it."
"I didn't enjoy it." I admitted, dropping the now finished smoke on the ground, snuffing it out with my shoe. "I mean, physically, sure, but my mind was elsewhere..."
"Well, you're not the only one..." Ruby sighed.
I cocked my head to the side, giving her a questioning look.
"Danny and I fucked last night." she chewed on her lip before continuing; "But the whole time, all I could think about was You."
"So what do we do?" I shrugged.
"I don't know." she replied, mimicking the action.
"What about Danny?"
"Danny's a fuckboy." Ruby snorted. "He can act sweet when he wants to, but, I'm just this year's tour slut." she smirked. "So I guess you and I aren't really all that different."
I laughed, a smile creeping across my face as the wind blew my hair in my face - I needed a haircut.
As if reading my thoughts, she said; "You know, I'm really glad you grew your hair out."
I looked down at her as she edged closer to me.
"It suits you." she purred, leaning up toward my face.
I quickly turned my head away. "Don't."
"Why not?"
"Because I don't deserve it." I frowned.

She reached up to run her fingers through my hair, and I sighed deeply as it sent a rush of warmth down my neck and into my chest. Her fingertips trailed below my ear, brushing against my jawline and I leaned into her touch, closing my eyes. I wrapped my arms around her, pulling her against my chest and resting my head on top of hers, kissing her hair.

We stood there in silence, neither one of us wanting to move...

Notes

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